The sharp cold that spreads from his hand is enough to make him pause, like the ice cream frozen him rather than just made a mess on his hand. It's... familiar; cold drifting through the air, and sound like glass shattering as ice forms and shatters. An ebb and release of power but he can't tell where it came from - him, but at the same time not him.
... Sorry, Haru, he's not actually heard a word you've said. Even regarding the kind offer to share ice creams. Just give him a moment.]
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The sharp cold that spreads from his hand is enough to make him pause, like the ice cream frozen him rather than just made a mess on his hand. It's... familiar; cold drifting through the air, and sound like glass shattering as ice forms and shatters. An ebb and release of power but he can't tell where it came from - him, but at the same time not him.
... Sorry, Haru, he's not actually heard a word you've said. Even regarding the kind offer to share ice creams. Just give him a moment.]